A lone Cowboy (MISSION)

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Name: Field terror.
Rank: “C” rank.
IIC Length: 48 hours.
Difficulty: Moderate.
People/skills required: One to three Genins or a Chuunin with one or two Genins.
Objective: Arrest or scare the missing-nins.
Description: A wealthy farmer has sent a letter of distress to the Raikage. A group of missing-nins have threatened to kill some of their precious cows unless they pay a ransom. Your job is to ambush the bandits and make sure they don’t return. Feel free to be creative with jutsus as long you don’t injure the property or the animals!
Reward: 23,000 ryo.

James wandered into town with a low sombrero on his head. The hat blocked the view of his face and was the perfect way to hide his station as a ninja. His white hair had grown a bit and the locks curled barely touching his shoulders. His blue eyes gazed coldly at a straw shack that housed the destitute farmer. Four white dots erupted in each eye as he scanned his surroundings. There was an eery silence that rang out among the crops.

An electric blue volt ran through James' cerebral cortex. A kunai whizzed towards him. It wasn't much of an issue as James just needed to sidestep slightly to avoid it. His eyes scanned the rows of wheat looking to find his assailant. A bandolier of kunai tipped James off that he was in the 3 o'clock position. James had brought twenty-five shuriken with him, so he got one out of his pack and lugged it at the enemy without directly looking at him.

A low cry can from the hut. James' face swiveled towards him. Dressed in overalls and a flannel an old man peered through a window with a frightened expression on his face. "S-s-s-sonny boy, please don't hurt me. I'm just an old man. I ain't have nuthin to do with them youngsters. They has been tearin up my land and terrorizing me and my kinfolk with their messin and gommin. Please, just stop them, I beg of you!"

James tilted his sombrero towards the man. "I hope you've realized that I'd be much obliged." James swung a cloak over himself to cover his armament and double bladed katana he carried on himself, before sauntering off into the golden stalks of wheat.

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The old man was stunned. Not only was the young man more powerful than anyone he had ever seen, but he was speaking complete nonsense. The words didn't form any meaning at all besides causing confusion. He began to raise his finger but lowered it in defeat. It was no use. Even if the ninja were able to take out one of them, there was no way he'd be able to take out all thirteen. While deliberating on what he should do, the old man didn't notice that James had already disappeared into the cornfields to look for the criminals.

An older teen with long black hair sat in a clearing chewing on a wheat stalk. He sat next to a large ginger brute who was reading a book on philosophical ramifications of military dictatorships leading society. They were discussing how much life had improved since beginning their criminal careers. They had stolen crops and meat from rich farmers who would not miss them. It was a no loss situation in their opinion. James thought otherwise.

"Stop criminal scum!" James drew his sword in the art of drawing the blade style. His strike was amped up by an electric/sonic jutsu. The raven-haired male was split in half. The ginger swung a mighty fist in the direction of James. It was made out of doton, and visibly artificial. "Heh, you cant hurt me, little man." The ginger proclaimed. James sliced through the oncoming fist drawing a face of shock and utter terror from the larger male. He then beheaded the man before heading off to complete his mission with ruthless efficiency.

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James made sure to keep his head about himself as he looked for clues as to where the missing nin would be hiding at. For a feared group the three he had encountered so far had seemed much less powerful than even basic genin level ninja. They fought with the efficacy of newly graduated academy students with only a scant number of jutsu to use against an opponent.

The crops had been caved in at parts making a sort of path to the enemy base of operations. The three had all apparently been doing a terrible job at pulling security. A group of ten ninja could be seen in a makeshift camp in a fresh clearing of crops. It appeared as though no one had seen James just yet, regardless of the monstrous amount of noise he had been making earlier.

A gargantuan hand landed on James' shoulder. An icy breathe made his neck shiver. James faced the man who had once been an academy teacher, but decided to take his students with him on personal venture to become a bandit. "Um, uh, hi Mr. Moriset. I didn't expect to see you here." James knew battling a chuunin wouldn't be easy, especially with nine other ninja coming at him.

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"Heh, I expected nothing from you, yet to this day you still disappoint me." The Chuunin missing nin attempted to crush James' shoulder with a hard squeeze. James had already been trying to pull away and was able to slip out at the last second. An axe made of ice swung at James' abdomin, and he had to deftly roll out of the way to try and dodge. James coulndn't sense where the weapons were that were made out of ice, so he had to be extra careful moving forward.

Another slash erupted from the former teacher. James jumped back leaving himself open for attack. Using this opportunity the chuunin launches spikes of ice from behind James using an ice clone. He tried to keep himself on his toes, but the shards of ice propelled him forward to the chuunin. Blood dribbled down his back as James performed the handseals midair. James swiped at the former teacher performing a friction strike against him. The chuunin fell over in pain and was stunned for a second due to the surprise of being hit so hard by his former worst pupil.

James performed another set of handseals that encapsulated the teacher in a lightning prison. The lightning electric chair technique shocked and tortured the chuunin, but he could still listen. By this point people had already begun to emerge from their tents, and could see what happened. In plain daylight their leader, and the only person in their entire operation had lost. There wasn't much they could do about it. "Now I could kill all of you here for committing crimes against Kumo, and hampering the livelihoods of these poor farmers. I, however, would like to cut you a deal. The gale empire has a much lower number of ninjutsu users. Their population most likely doesn't encounter it on a daily basis. Train up as you head there, and commit crime with no fear of retribution as you will be outside of my jurisdiction." James let go of the jutsu freeing the teacher. "We got a deal?" The teacher nodded profusely as he rubbed the area James had hit him earlier.

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James watched as the group of bandits packed their things and left. The sunset flowed in the distance. He took his remaining time left to go back the way he came tilting his hat to the farmer as he left. The bandits were heading off to another country, no longer his problem. Mission completed

[EXIT]